Song - LGBT by cupcakKe
The fourth of July had always been a fun holiday during vacation. It was all about tradition. Everybody gathered, Beck would go all out on the decorations, and the other fathers would join us. The boys would steam the clams and shoot fireworks. All the other fourth of July, Belly and I were only tag-along.
But this summer, this summer was going to be different like I said the past 300 times. I had Jeremiah with me. I was going to start my tradition.
The morning of the day, I woke up before everybody did and made a full American breakfast. I scrambled lots of eggs and fried Bacon, I toasted some bread and fried some sausages. I made fresh orange juice. Jeremiah walked down and saw me standing in the kitchen, working.
"What are you doing?" Jeremiah crosses the distance and hugs me from the back. It had been a month now since Jeremiah and I confessed our feeling for each other, although a secret to others, we were a lot more open about showing our affection in public. I kissed him on the cheeks and then went back to cooking.
"Good morning Jere bear." I smiled at them. "What is all this Peach? You didn't have to make this." Jeremiah held on to my hand. "I wanted to. All you guys have a little tradition. I was feeling left out so I thought I'd start this year because honestly, I've only now started to learn to cook." I reply shyly. "It looks delicious." He picks up a piece of bacon and chews on it. "It's tasty." He compliments. "Thank you." I clap my hands over my chest.
"You made this?" Joe walks in after a minute. I nod. "Wow, sis. I hope you're not trying to poison us." Joe laughs. "Now why would I do that?" I cry out. "How would I know?" Joe replies.
Belly walked down next and grabbed a cereal box before noticing everything laid on the table, She poured milk and cereal into a bowl. I scowled at her behaviour. "Belly!!" I exclaimed sadly. "What?" She looked up alarmed. "Didn't you see I made a whole spread of breakfast, why would you eat cereal when there is bacon and eggs and fresh orange juice in front of you? I'm tired. I've never cooked so much before." I flop down on the chair next to her. "I'm sorry. I was sleepy I didn't see." She apologises. "Oh fuck it," I say grabbing a spoon and eating some cereal.
"Can I finish the milk?" Jeremiah asks. Belly slides the bowl to him. "I wanted to finish the milk." I frown and Jeremiah passes me a half-empty bowl with some milk left. "Here." He says. "see this is why I like-"
"Yo, I'm gonna go wash the clams did you get the lighter fluid?" Conrad interrupts. I shut up instantly and get back to the milk.
I know I know, Conrad is my best friend, why haven't I told him I am seeing his brother.
Well, last month after the breakup with Simon, Conrad and I had spent a day together on the deck smoking weed and getting high. In the process, I found out that Beck always wanted me and Conrad to end up together. Now I loved Beck and I always trusted her decisions and choices when it came to me. When I heard this from Conrad's mouth I was a bit shocked. Have I chosen the wrong brother? Am I meant to be with Conrad? If I get together with Conrad, What about Belly? How hurt would she be? Belly had been in love with Conrad since she was 10 but Conrad has been my best friend since day 1. Ugh!! Why would he tell me this?
These questions kept me up for 2 consecutive days. Even though my heart belonged to Jeremiah, my mind was consumed utterly by Conrad and Neither of the brothers knew about this tug of war.
Conrad looked at me and smiled. "Wow, this is quite a breakfast." He said looking at the table. "She made it." Jeremiah pointed proudly at me. I looked at both awkwardly and covered the blush on my face by pulling the cereal bowl up to my face and drinking directly.
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